LOVE AND SEX (the mafia’s slutty wife)

CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

“Should we be doing this here” Serena gasped as Damon removed flipped down her dress, letting it pool around her legs.

“Are you cold” he asked, his voice clogged.

“Yes” Serena responded.

Goosebump were already coating her arm as a result of the air conditioning in the office.

“Good, I am the only one that can make you hot now.” He said grinning devilishly.

Warmth flooded Serena’s veins at his words, he did have a way with words. Saying things that could set her on fire one minute and then make her cold like she had just been outside and was drenched in rain.

“Don’t you have work to do?” Serena asked as Damon carried her and placed on his table, sending everything on it to the ground.

“I do and that is making you orgasm three times in succession.” He said kneeling and parting her legs to reveal white panties.

“You always wear white, it drives me crazy.” He groaned at the sight of her pussy in white lace.

Serena did not respond, she could hardly breathe. They stayed in that position for a while, him kneeling and staring at her clit and she just watching the expression on his face.

Damon stood and faced her, his eyes surveying her body. She had on a white lace bra too, her breasts straining against the fabric of the bodice, her nipples hard.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

“Are you just going to stare at me?” Serena finally spoke.

All of her nerve endings were at attention, waiting for his touch.

“I need to see all of you first, hush.” He said and continued looking at her, his eyes roaming hungrily.

Suddenly Serena thought about something dirty, she wanted to do something extremely dirty and so she helped herself and soon enough she was standing on him table. He watched her still, wondering what she was planning to do.

Serena parted her legs and bent, and then began running her fingers up and down her clit, her eyes never leaving his face.

Damon’s eyes followed her hand movement like a dog would, a ball. Serena sat back down on the table, still with her legs parted and began taking of the panties slowly until she was butt naked on the cold table.

Slowly Damon raised his head, his eyes arresting hers, searching and wanting.

Serena could see his erection protruding from his pants and felt a surge of feminine power. She let out a moan and began touching herself, opening her legs wider so that the pink of the entrance of her vagina was visible.

Damon was hot, no…hot did no justice to the exact emotion he was feeling at that moment watching her touch herself, her moans filling his ears.

Mine! His heart raged.

He stood where he was, watching her and wanting.

Serena had touched herself in the past but not in front of anyone, this was a whole new uncharted territory for her and she was loving the groans she was eliciting from him.

She dipped one finger first inside and then brought it out in its wetness and circled her labia, using two fingers she opened herself wider to show him how wet she was and then proceeded to deep two fingers, moaning his name as she did so.

It took all of Damon’s willpower not to go to her at that point and fuck her till she saw stars and sang in tongues. He was a dangerous man but right now in front of this woman, Damon was undone, shaking like a child who had fever as he watched her touch herself over and over again.

The pressure began mounting deep in Serena’s belly and soon enough she forgot she was making a hell of a show for Damon, she began fingering herself faster, her toes curling and her hips rising to meet her fingers. She was hot and she wanted more, something deeper and bigger.

“Damon..” Serena moaned, wanting him inside her.

He made no move to come over, he only watched with hooded eyes as her fingers went in and out of her faster and cum dropped from her clit.

Serena was nearing orgasm, she could feel her whole legs vibrating and her body getting weak, she could hardly move her fingers or open her eyes.

“Enough!” Damon growled.

He discarded his pants, his throbbing manhood bobbing as if to say ‘yes finally’ and then he went to where Serena lay, legs spread wide apart, grabbed her hips and drove full hilt into her.

Serena’s eyes flew open, her back arced to get him all in and then she circled her legs around his waist for support as he slammed in and out of her in reckless abandon.

“More…ahhhh… yesss Damon” she cried, urging him faster.

Damon was in over his head with pleasure, this was beyond anything he had ever felt before, he could go on and on, orgasm after orgasm with this woman and never feel tired.

A guttural cry tore out of his mouth when he came and almost immediately Serena let out a loud cry meeting him in the heavens. He stayed inside her for a while, her back on his table and him standing.

“Open your eyes” Damon said softly to her

Serenade green eyes came open and focused on him, she saw the look of absolute wonder and love in his eyes and then it was gone just as swiftly as it entered.

“You are one naughty girl, Serena Matteo” He said, a smirk on his face as he gazed tenderly at her, still inside her.

“I am learning from the best, aren’t I” Serena responded, smiling up at him.

“I taught you nothing of this sort, you slut.”

“Your slut” Serena whispered seductively.

“Yes, Mine!” Damon growled

Another dirty thought popped into her head and with her eyes fastened so steadily on his, she began moving her hips up and down.

Damon groaned and closed his eyes.

Serena was for sure going to be the death of him, he thought just before flipping her over